Let the ghosts sleep.
We are unneeded
and only bring back
the painful things
that have ceased.
Awakened, they weep.
Ghost angel, I pray to thee,
“Grant me peace.”
But, please, the
peace I seek is not
the begging of
one that is weak.
I am not dead,
nor dead inside,
but the ghost in me,
pleads for rest
and the most
peaceful sleep.
©️ Obol, 2018.
